Ten minutes later.
Xiao Mo said, "Sister Song... Xi, I'm full."
As she spoke, her eyes were still fixed on the plate of stir-fried pork with chili in front of Lou Yuming.
How could Song Xi not know her appetite? Normally, she needed three potato rolled pancakes for breakfast to feel full, but now she was done with half a bowl of rice?
She didn't believe it.
"There's another bowl here. It's good to be full before working," Song Xi handed over an unopened bowl of rice.
Xiao Mo felt very touched. Sister Song Xi still understood her.
But she really didn't want to eat the vegetables in front of her. She wanted meat, her favorite stir-fried pork with chili! But she didn't dare to extend her arm. She was afraid of President Lou. She felt President Lou's expression was a bit scary.
Lou Yuming's mood today had been a rollercoaster.
He had originally thought he could have some alone time with Song Xi, perhaps to clear some things up between them. He hadn't expected one person to come, then another.
It was simply incessant!
He darkened his face and turned to look at Song Xi.
She, however, seemed carefree, even saying to Yao Yifan, "Assistant Yao, eat more vegetables."
Lou Yuming: "..."
Yao Yifan sensed the displeased gaze from his right and twitched the corner of his mouth.
"Why aren't you telling me to eat more?" Lou Yuming suddenly said.
Song Xi's voice clearly became less friendly: "The vegetables are right in front of you. You don't need anyone to remind you."
Lou Yuming pursed his lips unhappily. "What were you talking about with that boy just now?"
Song Xi raised an eyebrow. "Are you curious?"
Lou Yuming took a tactical sip of water. "I'm just reminding you to maintain your distance."
Maintain distance?
He could actually say these four words.
Song Xi let out a cold laugh. "Are you talking about me or yourself?"
Lou Yuming was taken aback. "What do you mean?"
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Being surrounded by women on the street and giving out phone numbers, who was really not maintaining distance?
She spoke in such riddles, and Lou Yuming truly didn't understand her meaning.
However, seeing her petty, guarded, and hesitant demeanor, Lou Yuming felt a bit smug.
It meant she still cared about him.
Yao Yifan, sitting opposite, was no longer surprised. He caught a glimpse of a furtive shadow from the corner of his eye.
It was Xiao Mo. She wanted to sneak a piece of meat but was afraid of being discovered, and was internally debating with herself.
Yao Yifan followed her gaze and then, quite openly, placed the plate of stir-fried pork with chili directly in front of him.
Lou Yuming saw it but wasn't particularly concerned.
The moment the meat was within arm's reach, Yao Yifan's image became radiant and towering in Xiao Mo's heart.
She was so moved that tears welled up in her eyes. She took a bite and put it in her mouth, closing her eyes to savor it like she was tasting ginseng.
Her expression was too captivating. Yao Yifan couldn't help but ask, "How does it taste?"
"Good..." She paused. "Terrible!"
"..."
Xiao Mo was meticulous in her critique. "Too oily, the meat is tough, and the chili doesn't taste fresh. This is the worst stir-fried pork with chili I've ever eaten."
Yao Yifan was silent for a few seconds. "I didn't expect you to be so knowledgeable about food."
Speaking of food, Xiao Mo became much more talkative. "Let me tell you, the key to stir-fried pork with chili is the chili. You should use screw peppers. These peppers have a crisp texture and aren't spicy."
"I see," Yao Yifan didn't know much about food, but hearing her talk about it, he found it quite interesting.
"If you want to eat it, I can make it for you next time."
Yao Yifan was slightly stunned. To his surprise, he didn't refuse. "Then, I'll trouble you."